So, this time last year I was writing about extreme snow in Moldova, a long Christmas-day bus journey, friendly Romanian tramps, smelly woolen socks and a completely ridiculous journey home from the Carpathian mountains in Ukraine. (Read
“My stick promised so much…” for a reminder)
Can I beat that this year? Probably not, but for the sake on continuity and because of a self-imposed duty to this blog I’m gonna sit here and type a very sketchy, rose tinted and no doubt opinionated review of the year that was 2011. It all started when, after the three-day journey home, I awoke in a sleepy daze in Oxford…
The End.
OK, so there was more too it than that.
Despite being employed full-time in Ukraine, I somehow managed to bounce around quite a lot in 2011. Beginning and ending in the UK, I managed to live in Ukraine and explore Finland, Moldova (twice), Belgium (many times), France (too many times), Slovenia (not enough times) and the Czech Republic once. I lived like a king for two weeks in a massive French mansion in April/May, and spent an incredible (and insanely hot) summer in Ukraine before returning for a busy but fun Christmas at home in Oxford. In fact, in a reversal of last years Christmas in Moldova, this year Moldova came to celebrate in Oxford and Cristina arrived a long with a Moldovan sized snow storm!
It was fun.
to be continued…
Eddy